The dust on the lock was uneven. Clearly, someone had opened it recently.


    Marion pulled out an old key. "These locks are century-old designs. No key, no entry."


    He clicked it open, revealing rows of tablets. The hall was wider than that of the Fraziers.


    Debra hesitated. She''d never properly paid respects here since marrying Marion.


    "Mom, Dad, Grandpa, and Grandma," Marion said softly, squeezing her hand. "I''m here with Debra."


    Debra tightened her grip. "We''re here to visit you guys. Please watch over us. Help us find who''s targeting the four families."


    "They will." Marion nodded. "Let''s find the ledger."


    To her surprise, it sat under a pir, barely hidden. "This isn''t exactly hard to find."


    "Getting in is the challenge." Marion checked the ledger''s age. "Let''s head back. See ifbining all four families'' records reveals anything."


    If the ledgersbined meant a map, they''d be one step closer to the treasure.


    At Potter Mansion, Erica nced at her watch and gaped. "Back already? It''s only been an hour."


    Debra nced at Ivan sweeping nearby. "Let''s walk in my room."


    As the group hurried up, Drake


    wa


    wall.


    leaned against thee


    "Debra."


    "What?"


    "Need to talk."


    "Join the party."


    She gestured to her bedroom, and the five crammed inside.


    Before Drake could start, Debra spoke. "Ledgers first."


    Erica plopped down the Osborne family''s book. Debra added the Frazier, Houston, and Potter records. All four covers matched in age and wear.


    IMS


    They stared. Erica broke first. "So, what now?"


    Randy shrugged. "Beats me. Ask the geniuses."


    Marion frowned. "Nothing obvious yet."


    Drake snoou won''t find a squat by staring


    at the covere